Daughter of the Dao and Devil Venerables

No matter how strong the cultivation base is, they kept flying with the sword on their way without sleep. Lu Yaoyao and his party stopped and stopped flying for a whole day, and finally saw the lights of the town when the night fell.

They landed at the gate of the city. Unfortunately, the gate was closed at this time, and they could not enter the city.

What a sad story.

They camped in an open space not far from the gate of the city, Yanzi lit a bonfire, and Lu Yaoyao went hunting and came back to barbecue.

The five of them didn't chat much. After a day and night of chasing and killing, and another day of non-stop driving, they were exhausted both mentally and mentally.

After they had filled their stomachs, Yanzi told them to rest quickly and continue their journey tomorrow.

Fortunately, they haven't been hunted down since monk Nabo, and they don't have to run around day and night.

Although Wen Zixing and Zhao Muxue were no longer afraid of blood, they didn't let it go so easily in their hearts, so Wen Zixing was next to Du Qianshan, and Lu Yaoyao and Zhao Muxue also hugged each other tightly and lay on the blanket.

Lu Yaoyao was lying on Zhao Muxue's arms, looking up at the night sky motionless. No matter how many times you watch it, Lu Yaoyao will still be shocked by the vast starry sky, the sky is full of stars, as if you can touch it, it is so beautiful.

The night wind gradually picked up, blowing the soft branches and leaves, making a subtle whirling sound. Under the same starry sky, the cornices are low and scattered, and the starlight is sprinkled on the roof. A slender figure is half lying on his back on the majestic sloping jade tiles. Looking at the starry sky, drinking leisurely.

The pure and strong wine flowed from the mouth of the altar and fell into the slightly raised mouth of the man, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the wine that was too late to swallow flowed down from his lips, wetting a piece of skin.

His hanging three thousand hairs swayed slightly, and the ends fell on the tiles, and the red hairband was bright.

The cool starlight fell on the man, even half of the profile face in the shadow still made people unconsciously hold their breath.

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, he sat up halfway, raised his right hand in the air and made a grabbing movement, and suddenly a fluorescent note appeared in the palm of his hand.

Lu Qingyu slapped casually, glanced at him casually, and then smiled dismissively, What kind of 'mess' has been found, and this deity will go to run errands for such a trivial matter?

Lu Qingyu stuffed the note into the cave, and then continued to drink.

Ah, the little boy is not here, and the enemy is going to shut up again. I want to find someone to fight but I can't find it. It's really boring.

The mice in the gutters were hiding too deep and couldn't be dug out for a while, and everyone in the devil world was trembling. He tried to find fault but couldn't find it...

Aren't you going to see the brat? It's been a long time since I went out to experience, should I have finished my experience?

Lu Qingyu stood up and watched, his red coat was fluttering in the wind, and he threw down the empty wine jar. The moment the dusty wine jar fell on the jade tile and rolled down, the figure on the roof disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

The quaint and heavy city gate opened slowly with a babble, and the city guards in armor stood guard on both sides in an orderly manner. After a while, the deserted city gate gradually gained popularity.

On a gentle slope 500 meters to the right of the city gate, Wen Zixing sat weakly on the blanket, looking at the city gate with a dark circled face, Shall we go in?

Yanzi kicked back, Shu Zhanzi, I'll go, you stay here. Anyway, they didn't go to the city to stay, they just bought a vehicle.

Swallow replied, and went directly to the city gate.

Wen Zixing's expression was sluggish, his mind was thinking wildly all night, and he was so tired.

Lu Yaoyao stood on tiptoe and touched Wen Zixing's head, poor baby.

Although Zhao Muxue didn't have dark circles under her eyes, she was also not very energetic. She stretched herself, I'm going to wake up.

Wen Zixing just wanted to lie down and didn't want to move, Lu Yaoyao accompanied him, and said heartily to Chao Muxue and Du Qianshan who was walking with Chao Muxue: Don't go too far!

Zhao Muxue replied: I know. The shadows of the two quickly disappeared into the small woods on the back slope.

Wen Zixing lay back directly, his limbs paralyzed without any image, and muttered, I'm really having a hard time.

Although he doesn't like to study and is a bit of a dick, he is an upright young man who grew up under the red banner. Now he is facing the cruel rules of the cultivation world, and he is too psychologically hindered.

Alas, it was Yaoyao who also time-traveled, and he also learned how she passed through this difficult process. After all, it is difficult for ordinary people who have received modern education to adapt to the world of self-cultivation.

Wen Zixing confirmed again that Yaoyao is an aborigine.

Lu Yaoyao reached out her small hand and patted his forehead, Xing Xing, look, otherwise, if you have a heart demon, you will be in trouble when you pass the thunder calamity. After all, no one can get through it so easily like her. .

The consolation has been finished, Lu Yaoyao felt that Xing Xing's words of comfort were useless, she thought, wait for them to go back and hand in the task, and then go to practice, if they wait too long, they will not be like this again.

Wen Zixing thinks so too, he doesn't have inner demons, his Long Aotian's life has just started, but he will fall down in a short while, otherwise it will be too embarrassing for the time traveler.

Wen Zixing sat up, clenched his fists and said, Yaoyao, don't worry, I will be fine after a month or two, and there will be absolutely no demons!

Lu Yaoyao encouraged: I believe in you.

The two chatted for a while, and after a while, a car drove towards them from the direction of the city gate.

The spirit beast pulling the carriage in front is not a pair of flying horses, but a spirit beast that can't fly, like a flying horse and a spirit deer, with four limbs running fast.

Swallow came down from the shaft of the car and said to Lu Yaoyao and Wen Zixing: There is no Shuangfei in the town.

Horse, just make do with it.

Wen Zixing looked at it curiously, Brother, what kind of beast is this?

Running deer. Swallow returned and touched the top of the head next to the antlers, Although it is not as good as the two Pegasus, it is more convenient.

Running away? Wen Zixing tilted his head, the strange name.

Where are Qian Shan and Mu Xue? Yan Zi didn't see the two of them, but they were right there, and the two of them turned back from behind.

Brother, you are back! Zhao Muxue quickened her pace, Have we set off yet?

right.

They didn't stay any longer, they packed their things and got into the carriage one after another. Yan Zihui and Du Qianshan sat on the shaft of the carriage alone, and drove towards Zongmen with the running deer.

Only controlling the direction, the running deer ran smoothly, the swallow sat back and sat, and the surrounding was very quiet, so he said casually, Why did you just go?

Du Qianshan thought that the girl's family was going to deal with personal problems, so he said, Just wander around.

...

The lush mountains and forests stretch for thousands of miles, and the faint mist seems to linger around them. The sapphire blue sky acts as a curtain, making it look like a fairyland.

A group of birds and beasts flapped their wings and flew out of the screen, singing and flying into the sky.

The scene passes through the forest, enters the deep belly of the mountain forest, and goes forward along a mountain stream. The steep cliff wall and vines spread, penetrate the vines, and open the stone gate that merges with the cliff wall. What you see is a black passage, along the Walking forward along the passage, the view becomes wider and the light becomes brighter.

The extremely spacious hall is luxurious and looks resplendent, empty and quiet.

Not long after, the stone wall on the right made a slight movement sound, a stone door opened, and an old man came out. He walked forward three or four meters, knocked on the stone wall, then walked to the other side, and knocked on the stone wall again.

Two stone doors appeared successively at the stone wall where the old man had knocked, and an old man walked out from each door.

If we don't heal well, what are we calling out for? The old man who came out later was full of displeasure.

Brother Wang, I'm really uneasy. Are we really not going back to Moxuan City? The man who called out from the two old men lowered his voice.

I didn't complete the mission, and lost two people. How can I return to my life? Besides, I went back and told the truth. Wouldn't it make the world laugh? We two Nascent Souls and three Golden Core cultivators can't do anything about a few brats?

The Flower City Lord... The man hesitated.

A generation of female students only use their emotions. One of them said disdainfully, Since the fall of the old city lord, this Moxuan City has been worsening day by day. In my opinion, it will be destroyed by that woman sooner or later. Xuancheng, it doesn't matter if you don't go back.

But after all, we are the guest ministers enshrined by Moxuan City. If people know that we have betrayed Moxuan City, how will the world treat us? The old man who called the two out to discuss was worried. Continue to mess around?

It is common for them to kill people and seize treasures. Accepting other people's offerings and betraying others is an act that everyone in the cultivation world scolds.

Since the death of the old city lord, the treatment of us guests in Moxuan City has plummeted. It is better to say that we are offering beggars than sending beggars. Otherwise, why have I been unable to improve my cultivation for many years? This status as a guest is just a joke! Said The old man here is full of resentment.

They are the guests invited by the old city lord to accept the offerings of the Hua family. If the Hua family encounters a crisis, they must stand up and protect the Hua family. And the Hua family has a lot of guests. It was okay when the old city lord was still there. He was sent to the edge, and the promised resources and treatment were all gone.

And now, they are still sent to do this task of offending the first sect and the first patriarch! It also hurt their vitality!

These three people were the three monks who escaped after chasing and killing Lu Yaoyao and his group. They were seriously injured by the backlash of spiritual weapons, and their appearance was much older. Even their original black hair had become intertwined with gray and white.

And after they fled, they did not return to Moxuan City, but followed Brother Wang to come here to heal their injuries.

Hua Bailing was narrow-minded and ruthless. If their mission failed, the other party would definitely be furious. They might go to die if they went back, and they were seriously injured, and there was no chance of escape. They would only go back if they were crazy.

The old man known as Brother Wang pondered for a moment, We accepted this task at the risk of offending Your Majesty, and we have repaid the old city lord's kindness over the years. We owe neither the Hua family nor Mo Xuan. the city.

Brother Wang is right. We have settled our grievances with the Hua family. In the future, the world will be big and we will have our own place to go.

The person who was a little hesitant at first seemed to be persuaded, Then let's not go back.

They spoke in a high-sounding manner, without even mentioning that they still held the Hua family's only spiritual weapon in the world, and they were about to turn back to the stone room to continue to close and heal their wounds with peace of mind. The heart of that monk Wang.

who?!

They had just raised their defenses and turned around vigilantly, but before they saw anything clearly, their hearts felt a stabbing pain.

The two looked down, they followed in the footsteps of their companions, and their hearts were pierced by a black-smelling sharp blade at some point.

Ho ho...

The treacherous sharp blade kept sucking their cultivation and vitality. The three of them were deeply injured, and they fell to the ground weakly after a while, unable to struggle.

Cultivator Wang tried his best to raise his head, and in his blurred and shaking vision appeared a person who was completely wrapped up in black clothes.

The man in black walked towards them silently, stopped beside Cultivator Wang, squatted down, stretched out his

The hand in the black glove groped on him for a moment, and then took out a spiritual weapon.

Cultivator Wang tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to see the true face of the person who came, but the face of the person was hidden under the black hood, and it was hazy.

The visitor stood up after finding what he wanted, and then waved his hand. The three sharp blades inserted in the heart suddenly disappeared, and the source of continuously absorbing spiritual power and vitality was cut off. They did not die immediately.

The other party didn't seem to want to take their lives, and only took a spiritual weapon. Cultivator Wang silently used his weak spiritual power to sacrifice the magical weapon of his life, fighting for a chance to escape, but before he could do anything, the man in black took out a pagoda The ordinary black lacquer magic weapon directly inhaled the three people lying on the ground, and then turned into a black mist and disappeared...